The Age of Discovery Part One (Exhib, Humil, mmfffFF)
BY: HOOKED6
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The Age of Discovery Part One (mmmmfffFF,Exhib,Humil,)
BY: Hooked6
"Johnny, what on earth...?" my mother asked quite taken
aback as I stood naked before her. She wasn't mad, just
confused. It was the first time she'd seen her 13 year old
son in the buff in several years. For my part I was so
nervous and the awkward grin on my mom's face didn't help
any either.
"Oh..." I said nervously. "I was just looking for some clean
underwear after my shower. There aren't any in my drawer."
After looking me over for a few seconds she went back to her
cooking and simply said, "Well, there's some in the laundry
basket. I just haven't had time to put them away." Trying to
sound as if all this was no big deal I replied simply,
"Thanks mom" and started back towards the laundry room.
"You could have put a towel on ya know," she added curtly as
an afterthought.
I couldn't believe that I had actually pulled it off! The
mixture of excitement and fear was so overwhelming! In fact
I had been experiencing a whole range of different emotions
and feelings since my thirteenth birthday. My body was
changing and I was very aware of it. I started noticing
girls too. They weren't the creepy useless creatures I used
to loath. I wasn't sure why but they seemed to intimidate me
now and I'd get all choked up if one of them tried to talk
to me. They too were different. It was all so awkward. Why
on earth did I want to expose myself to my mom I had no
earthly idea... I just wanted to and it felt... well...
exciting.
I guess I should start at the beginning. You see my mom had
me when she was only 15 years old so now at 28 she was still
pretty young. My real father hung around for several years
but eventually split when I was 10. My grandparents come
over now and then and helped in watching me whenever my mom
worked, which was sporadic at best, but enough about that.
Lately I had been sleeping in the nude. Of course I have
been careful not to get caught. It just felt good. In fact I
felt a strange sense of enjoyment about it a feeling that
I hadn't ever experienced before and I liked it. I wanted
more. I would stare at my body in the mirror after a shower
mesmerized by the ever changing shapes of certain parts.
Deep down of course I knew it was somehow forbidden to think
these things or even do the things I was doing under the
covers at night but I wasn't about to quit. That's when I
came up with the idea of taking my naked walk to look for
clean underwear. Something lurking in my sub consciousness
drove me to do it. Now that I had pulled it off I wanted to
do it again and again. I wanted to be naked as much as I
could. At least I thought that's what I wanted.
Over the course of the next several weeks I pushed the
envelope and took more and more risks. In the middle of the
night I would sneak out of my bedroom naked and make my way
down the hall to use the bathroom. Sometimes I would even
wonder about the house naked as everyone slept. My mom
eventually got a few more peeks at my body. Once, I left the
bathroom door open as I took my shower and she walked in and
saw me before she quickly left the room. Yesterday she came
in to wake me up and somehow I must have kicked the covers
off me and she noticed my lack of clothing.
"Johnny, where are your pajamas?" she asked with concern.
"Have you been sleeping like this all the time?!"
"Oh mom, it's no big deal," I said trying to minimize her
discomfort. Using my most manly adolescent voice I added,
"Boys don't get all worked up over stuff like that. It's not
like we're modest or something like you girls are." Of
course witnessing my mom's disapproval of my nakedness made
me feel very ashamed and I wanted to cover up immediately
but I fought the urge.
"What do you mean it's no big deal? It IS a big deal! I'll
not have my son acting like a pervert. You get dressed this
instant, understand?"
"Yes ma'am," I answered meekly. I felt like a little kid.
Shame makes you feel like that. I just wanted to hide.
Later, I over heard my mom and grandpa talking as they
visited in the kitchen. "Honestly, I don't know what I'm
going to do with that boy!" My mom said as if at her wits
end. "He's acting like a complete pervert exposing himself
every chance he gets. Oh I WISH his father was still here!
He'd know what to do. Sometimes I just want to beat the
living daylights out of him!"
"Honey," Grandpa said chuckling, "You're getting all worked
up over nothing. Why when I was his age we used to skinny-
dip all the time, even in front of female classmates of
ours. No one thought anything about it. Boys aren't all into
that modesty stuff you women are. It might surprise you to
know that the YMCA even conducted organized swimming classes
where ALL the boys swam nude. Half the town probably saw me
naked at some point back then."
From my hiding spot I could see the disbelieving expression
on my mother's face as my Grandpa continued.
"It's true, dear. Ask your mother-in-law sometime. Why when
she was younger she used to watch me get my baths on
Saturday night when I was Johnny's age. Of course back then
we didn't have a bathroom like you do now. Baths were
conducted in the kitchen in a large metal wash bucket so
everyone sort of watched. It couldn't be helped. It didn't
matter who was visiting either. When it was bath time we
just did what we had to do."
My mom gave him an exasperated look and just sighed. "Yes,
but times have changed daddy since YOU were a kid. I don't
want my son growing up with all sorts of sexual hang-ups or
worse end up in jail."
"Honey, my point is that if you make a big deal out of all
this and suppress his natural male tendencies he will turn
out to have just the sort problems you're worried about."
"What?"
"Boys don't give a flip about their appearance, or modesty
or even where they pee. Why the entire world is a man's
toilet SURELY you know THAT'S true."
My mom began giggling. "That's true. Why when Johnny was
much younger he even peed on the dog!"
"See... that just proves my point. Just let him be himself.
If he's comfortable enough to walk around in the buff every
now and then what's the harm? The human body is only dirty
if we make it so."
"Yes but..." my mom said looking at the table nervously.
"But what," Grandpa asked.
"It's just that he's not FIVE anymore. He's THIRTEEN! I mean
it's embarrassing..." My mom's voice trailed off and her
face got quite red.
"Embarrassing for YOU, you mean?"
"Yes... I mean he's almost... you know... mature. I'm not
that much older than HE is you know. I can't help but look."
"Perhaps YOU have some issues to work through as well, eh?"
"Oh stop!" my mom said playfully punching Grandpa in the
arm. They both had a good laugh.
Hearing that my own mom was embarrassed at seeing my
"maturing body" made my penis stand at attention in my
trousers. She obviously had been checking me out.
"All I'm saying is that you shouldn't get all uptight over
the little stuff. He's still a kid you know, despite the
fact that you see him as almost a young man. If it were me,
I'd actively encourage him to be accepting of his body.
He'll soon tire of all this, you'll see. And in the end
he'll be the sort of respectable young man you want him to
be."
"I don't know... I'm not sure if I can tell when his
behavior is all innocent and when he's being a little
pervert. I'll think about it though." my mom said hesitantly
and she then promptly changed the subject.
It was almost time for Grandpa to leave and I was afraid of
being caught eavesdropping so I quietly returned to my room
to think about what I had just heard. It was almost as if
Grandpa was saying my naughty habit of exposing myself
wasn't so naughty after all, even if it felt like it was
something nasty. "Wow!" I thought to myself, "Life is GOOD!"
The next morning I was awakened to find my mom sitting on my
bed. I was sleeping naked and to my chagrin I must have
kicked the covers off during the night thus exposing my
usual morning erection.
"Morning kiddo," mom said quite jovially. "About time you
woke up."
I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and nervously sat up trying
to discreetly hide my erection without drawing attention to
it. "Hi mom," I said groggily. "What time is it?"
"It's almost 9 o'clock. It's a good thing it's summer or you
would have missed the start of school."
I gave a nervous laugh and wondered why she was still
sitting on my bed looking at me. Her stares made me feel
very uncomfortable.
"Johnny," my mom finally said, I was just wondering..."
"Yes mom?"
"Why do you like to sleep naked?"
I had to think fast. Despite what my Grandpa had said
yesterday I knew she probably still thought I was a pervert.
I had to handle this answer very carefully. "Um... well it's
hot out mom and this just feels better."
She gave a passing glance at my still erect penis and said,
"And that's the ONLY reason?" I could see by the expression
of sincere doubt on her face that she was truly skeptical
about my motives. Mom's are like that. They can always seem
to sense when their children are up to something. I didn't
want my fun to end prematurely or worse get into BIG trouble
so I needed to do my best to convince her.
"Of course that's the only reason, why else would I do it?
It's no big deal." I hoped with all my might that she didn't
detect the quiver in my voice as I was trying my best to
sound confident.
"So it doesn't bother you that I'm sitting on your bed this
close to you while you're naked?"
"Um... I don't understand. Why no it doesn't BOTHER me.
You're my mom." By now my erection had subsided as my
instinct for survival took over. Usually when mom questioned
me at length about something I was in deep doo-doo.
"So let me get this straight, you don't care if you run
around the house naked or dressed. It's all the same to
you."
I gave her my best "confused" look and replied. "I don't
know. SHOULD it bother me?"
She just looked deep into my eyes for what seemed like the
longest time and I did my best to stare right back at her.
"You're really okay with this aren't you?"
"Aw mom," I said finally getting up. "You're making it sound
like I'm being creepy or something."
I must have touched a nerve because she quickly put her arm
around me and said, "No, I don't mean that at all. I just
want you to know that I'm fine with it too. You just put it
out of your mind. I've got your breakfast ready. Come on
down after you wash up."
"Yes ma'am." I said with relief and headed for the bathroom.
Man was that ever close! I hurriedly got dressed and went to
the kitchen to eat. Nothing more was said about the subject
the rest of the day. I could hardly sleep that night
wondering if mom was going to be sitting on my bed waking me
up in the morning. I felt both aroused and ashamed at the
same time at getting caught like that. It was truly
embarrassing to say the least to have your own mom see your
morning woody! I tossed and turned but eventually though,
sleep won out.
The next day I awoke to an empty room. Strangely I was a bit
disappointed. While I was taking my shower I wondered
whether my mom had decided to take my Grandpa's advice and
ignore my nudity or was she just testing me. I decided to
throw caution to the wind and find out. You should have seen
her face as she saw me coming to the kitchen table without a
stitch of clothing on! It was a combination of shock and
disbelief immediately followed by a strained expression of
indifference. It was as though she was trying her best NOT
to care.
"Morning mom," I said cheerfully as I sat down at the table.
"Sleep well?" she asked as she nonchalantly fixed my
breakfast.
"Okay I guess," I said as I studied her every move. After
breakfast I immediately went back to my room and got
dressed. As the days passed I continued the same habit of
appearing at the breakfast table naked and then remained
naked a little longer each day before putting on clothes.
Nothing was said and I was really taking a liking to my new
lifestyle. In fact many a morning I would rush back to my
room after breakfast to relieve the pressure so-to-speak.
Then it happened a series of events came together that
forever altered my life.
One morning as I came rounding the corner into the kitchen
there standing next to my mom was our next door neighbor
Caitlyn Harrison. She was mom's age but way prettier. The
look on her face as she spotted me was priceless. That weird
grin on her face will also stay etched in my mind for a LONG
time! I was trapped and couldn't run and hide so I greeted
her politely and sat down as if it was perfectly normal for
a naked 13 year old boy to come to breakfast that way.
"My Johnny, you sure have grown haven't you?" she said
playfully.
"Yes ma'am," I replied meekly realizing that my penis was
halfway hard after spotting her. I was ever so grateful for
the cover of the table because my penis then began stirring
like crazy. In fact it jumped every time she said something.
She stayed the entire time I ate my breakfast chatting both
to my mom and me.
"Are you looking forward to goofing off all summer, Johnny?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Looks like you're off to a good start!" she said giggling.
I wasn't sure if she was making fun of me or that she just
found the whole thing amusing. I began wondering if my mom
had been talking to her about me and my habit of running
around nude like she had with my Grandpa. Every time I
looked up from my cereal bowl I saw her smiling back at me.
The very thought of her discussing my body with our neighbor
gave me chills.
When I finally finished eating I stalled hoping that our
guest would leave before I had to get up. Eventually I had
to put my dirty bowl in the sink and I could literally FEEL
theirs eyes following me every inch of the way.
"What?" I asked as I turned around after depositing my bowl
and saw them both glaring at my body.
"Nothing..." my mom said almost singing out her answer as
Caitlyn gave her a knowing smile.
Silently I returned to the table and waited patiently as
they continued talking. Mercifully after a few minutes my
mom wanted to show our neighbor something in the backyard
and I used that opportunity to bolt down the hall erection
and all. I couldn't wait to play with myself. What a rush!
Despite my embarrassment at being caught I still found the
whole thing stimulating. That is until the next morning.
I had just gotten up and was standing there rubbing the
sleep from my eyes with my usual morning woody when suddenly
my bedroom door opened up and there stood my mom with Billy
Barton, a classmate of mine.
"Oh good, you're up," my mom said ushering my friend into my
room. "You have company." I didn't know what to do! Being
naked in front of grownups was one thing but being naked in
front of someone I go to school with was awkward!!
"Billy, would you like to stay for breakfast?" my mom asked
politely. Billy stood there with his mouth half open for a
few seconds staring at the unexpected site in front of him
before answering, "Ah... no thanks. I have already eaten
Mrs. Taylor."
"I'm not hungry either, mom," I quickly added hoping to
avoid having to go about my usual morning ritual of going to
breakfast naked.
"Okay, suit yourself," she said as she started to leave the
room. "You two have fun."
The door had no sooner closed when Billy broke out in
laughter. "Dude, what in the hell are you doing?!"
"What do you mean?" I asked as I made my bed ignoring the
obvious.
"Dude, you're like NAKED! And your MOM just saw you like
THAT!"
He continued his nervous laughter as I finished making my
bed. I took just long enough to complete my chore for my
erection to subside and then finally turned around and said,
"Oh that... I always sleep naked, don't you?"
"Bull!"
"What do you mean BULL? Ask my mom," I replied trying to
sound indifferent.
"Hey, I know you better than that, what gives?" He had that
look that told me he saw right through my faηade. I knew
there was no way I was going to fool him and if I didn't
offer something that was totally believable I'd never hear
the end of it.
"Okay I'll tell you, but you can't tell another soul,
promise?"
"I promise, now what gives?"
I then reluctantly proceeded to explain what I had been up
to and how I had the best feelings after playing with myself
and that I had even started to squirt some after the last
few days. I explained about my Grandpa's advice and how even
my neighbor had seen me at the breakfast table.
"Dude, if she EVER finds out what you're really up to,
you're a dead man! You know that don't you."
"She won't. I'm being really careful," I explained as I
started to get dressed. I trusted Billy. I had known him
most of my life. He was a nerdy, shy boy like me. He was a
good playmate though and we always had a good time while we
hung out. Though I was acting calm on the outside and trying
hard to rationalize in my own mind why this was all okay, on
the inside I was embarrassed and ashamed. I kept hearing
that inner voice in my head saying, "Stupid, stupid,
STUPID!" over and over again. If it would have been
physically possible I would have kicked myself once for
getting caught naked by Billy and twice for telling him what
I had been up to! How could I have been so DUMB? After I was
dressed and we left the house to play I felt really awful.
Billy had seen me naked! I guess in my own mind the fact
that grownups had seen me that way was perfectly fine, but
Billy... he was a classmate! Not just another boy, but a
CLASSMATE!! I was doomed. I kept torturing myself wondering
what he thought when he saw me with a boner. I suddenly
became very self-conscious about my body. In short, I just
felt horrible.
As we walked along Billy finally broke the silence. "Hey
let's go down to that abandoned shed at the Miller's place."
"Okay, whatever," I replied somewhat detached. In truth it
didn't matter what we did. I didn't care. I was only going
along because I felt I HAD to. The Miller's had a 10 acre
farm not too far from my house and way out back in the
middle of the field was a small, old shed. I'm guessing it
was some kind of small hay barn or store room way back when.
Now it was just and old empty shed.
When we arrived I flopped down inside on the ground and
started playing with a stick waiting for Billy to think of
something to do. In fact I really was in no mood to do
anything. It was as if being caught by Billy had totally
wrecked my great new life. I guess I was grieving over the
loss.
"Okay," Billy said excitedly, "Let's get those clothes off."
"What?" I remarked sternly. "Stop kidding around."
"Who's kidding? I said get those clothes off."
I gave my friend a scowl and went back to playing with my
stick in the dirt.
"Johnny, I'm serious. Get a move on," he said with a smile.
"You're crazy. Stop teasing me and let's think of something
to do."
Billy stood there smiling at me. For the first time I began
to realize he was in fact serious.
"I'm not crazy and for the record you don't really have a
choice." He said as he crossed his arms in front of his
chest.
"What do you mean?"
"Just what I said, you don't have a choice. Either you get
out of those duds or I'm leaving."
"Fine. Leave. I don't care."
"Let me finish, I'll leave and tell your mom what you've
been up to. I'll even throw in a few things you didn't do
just to make it interesting... not to mention telling
everyone at school I saw you playing with yourself."
"YOU WOULDN'T DARE!" I protested.
"Sure I would," Billy said then he smiled and continued in a
less harsh tone, "Look I KNOW you like going without clothes
so why not go along with what I say?"
"Because it's stupid, that's why."
"Oh... as stupid as say flashing your boner in front of your
mom on a daily basis?"
I don't know why but I found myself taking off my shirt.
"This is just nuts!" I said as I tossed it on the ground.
"Why do you want me to do this anyway? Are you a homo or
something?"
"Just do it," he said impatiently. To this day I still don't
completely understand why but in a few minutes I was
standing completely naked in front of my classmate in a shed
quite far from my own home.
"There, now isn't that better?" Billy asked mockingly. I
shot him a dirty look. I felt degraded and ashamed.
"Now what," I asked?
"Just take a few minutes to get used to it," he explained. I
nervously paced the shed. This was the farthest away from
home I had ever been without clothes and I was petrified. I
tried not to look at Billy as I paced so I kept my back to
him most of the time. When I did finally turn around Billy
was nowhere to be found. He was missing... and so where my
clothes!